While living in the projects, we had very interesting neighbors.
The one guy that lived beside us was very shy. He smiled all the time, quickly earning him the nickname Smiley. He loved to sit around with my mother’s tens unit, which was for her broken back, hooked up to him and turned to full blast. He also always had dog food in his back seat, but he didn’t have a dog…
Another neighbor was a single mom. She had one son that was her baby. She was very nice, but a wild, loud, redhead that cursed like a sailor when she drank.
This is an on-going story of my life and some of the childhood adversities that I faced. If you would like to start at the beginning of my tale, please read Four-year-old and Mother Survive Bludgeoning by River Rock, or go to the Childhood category and start at the bottom.
One of our other neighbors was the local drug dealer JR. He was a tough, young black man that was in charge of all the game in town. Everyone feared him and what he would do to you if you crossed him.
One night while we were sitting there watching tv, with our door unlocked which was probably not safe in our neighborhood, JR came running through our house and out the back door. We looked up in shock wondering what was going on! We didn’t have to wait long as the police came running through our house shortly asking where he was. I don’t remember if we even answered, as I only remember them quickly looking around and running out the back door as well.
What an interesting place to live…but that is definitely not the worst of it!
Continue reading here: Neighbors II